I need a window
so I can wake up to a mountainscape
not a sound but birds in the trees
go back to sleep... snoozzzzzzzzzz...
tea water boiling,
a half destroyed piano
the hall rings with every key you connect with
it's that silent
bathe and plonk on a bench in the morning sunlight
pancakes and tea
walk up the hill
down the hill
a cute little store that sells wine... and drawing sheets!
nothing is as precious as moments of irrelevance
those with no agenda
no purpose
if I am in the rat race now
its so I can earn that nothingness
so toss in 2 t shirts in a bag
drive away to devdar woods
so run babes
so you can walk through those woods again
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